Don'T Wake Sleepless Night

Into the crowd of scrambling books upon the imagination bubbling thoughts Ticket of talks tail the sound of burglar fist the bottom most mistake to The military base. I try to stand suddenly snow of imagination cover my entity the stone rolls Under my feet see my enemy smile to fish scent the wife wiped off the tears In the morning wet sand swallow my hope to tuck. I never give such thought to tomato garden, crystal night morning pain I Preferred to swallow the night like broken bottles where Pharaoh pays his Nemesis. The smell of rainbow stitches on my nose needle prick. The velocity of my mind and eyes travels billions of miles in seconds searching for the truth. Milky boy incompatible with my poems the sound of Hate can't take me away from winning the award to alumni shape shocked the entire anti-social. The night wattle cock crown brown ideas like iodine morning with sulfuric Scent gas in the air answer to the telephony booth master group of Manipulators sucking fake fable tricking to marmalade taste that drew People’s interest by the side of couch coin stunted ideas.